Unbreakable Bound

Unbreakable Bound

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Six years ago, Derek Watson had flipped Olivia on his bed on her drugged State. All this happened unexpectedly and before she could pull herself back to reality, she found out she was pregnant. However, when she gave birth to the baby a group of bodyguards broke into the hospital and carried the baby. Hence she had to leave the city which had caused her so much.... But several years later she went back to the city and her paths crossed with her child's.

Chapter 1 Episode 1

At the Watson Mansion in City N, Derek Watson seated on the bed with a cold expression. His assistant Shawn stood still with his face bow.

" Shawn, it's been six years and you couldn't even find a woman, are you even capable of doing it or not", Derek asked with no expression on his face.

" Young master, that woman left the country five years back.

Shawn didn't dare to explain more because of the fear of being punish.

Derek shook his head. He was infatuated with a woman who her youthfulness made him crazy and unable to withhold himself, he was tempted and just wanted to have her.

He couldn't help but miss that sexy night.

Derek squinted his eyes slightly.

" Young master pls don't fire me, I'll complete the task, i promise I'll find her.

Derek wanted to reply him but the door burst opened.

"Daddy!!!!

A young and beautiful girl ran into the room.

" Tell me Daddy, did you use condom last night?

Shawn stared at the young girl dumbfounded! Where the hell did that came from?

" Kira," Derek's voice came out stern

"Daddy that lady is bad, i don't want her coming to my Daddy saying she's pregnant," she pouted.

"Kira to your room now, you shouldn't be talking about this, you're still a kid.

" I'm not daddy I'm five," she said raising her five fingers.

"Kira Watson to your room now!!

"Derek Watson, i don't want any of those bad ladies to be my mother, got that?

Huh? Shawn gasped! Did young Miss of the family really called the president by his name?

****

My little baby.... Olivia cried out.

As the baby was ushered into this world, the door of the hospital room was kicked open after a loud bang. Men on mask swayed their way into the room.

It all happened so fast that the doctors and nurses were perplexed.

The man who left last took out an envelope from his pocket and tossed it to the doctor saying, " Pretend this never happened if you don't what to get fired.

"No.... The child is mine," Olivia cried and jerked off the blanket but it was too late.

Olivia sniffed her noise, using the back of her palm to clean her tears.

She just recalled the past on what happened six years back. She had lost her baby to an unknown masked men and the fact she's back to that same city is killing her deep down.

Looking around the airport she sighed deeply, determined to find her baby at all cost but the issue now is.... Where will she start from?

****

It was early in the morning 6:30 to be precise when Derek heard his daughter yelling at the lady he brought home last night.

No one needed to tell him the lady broke the rule.

"NOT AGAIN!! He had to face his daughter non stop talking and scolding this morning.

He hurriedly swayed his way to the kitchen to meet an unpleasant scene.

The lady was covered with white flour from up to down of her body.

"Kira," pls calm down," Derek squatted at the front of his daughter.

Kira stomped her feet in anger when she saw her father.

"Really DEREK WATSON? Didn't you tell her the rule? No one gets to use my kitchen, they should leave immediately they are done satisfying you on the bed. Now out of my kitchen," Kira yelled as she averted her eyes to the pretty young lady covered with flour.

Derek gasped. Is this little girl really his daughter? What the heck.

*****

The door opened and violent walked in, her hair recently packed in a ponytail. Tendrils of hair falling to sides framing her beautiful face.

"Kira," she called as she swayed her way into the living room heading towards Kira.

She arched her eyebrows as she watched Kira ignore her. She was packing a handful of popcorn into her mouth and she was engrossed in the movie she was watching (barbie)

"Lady violent, please can you let me watch my film series in peace you're obstructing my view.

"No sweetie I'm not," she squatted at her front tucking her hair behind her ear. "You should be calling me mom not lady violent," she added.

Kira sneered, stood up and took a step backwards

"Lady violent you will never be my mummy besides my Daddy will not marry the lady that left him 2 years back for another man.

"Wow! It seems you've grown wings sweetie," Violet said amazed by the little girl boldness. "But do you know what?" She smiled mischievously pulling one of her heels.

"What? Are you gonna hit me with that?

"Yeah sweetie, you need to be disciplined," she took a step forward.

There was a hint of fear in Kira's voice but she was quick to hide them. She's not gonna give violent the satisfaction of seeing her tremble in fear. Never!!!

Kira laughed. "Lady violent i thought you're smart but you are not. How will you hit me with that when my Daddy is around.

"What? Derek is around," she quickly bend down to put on her heels back and Kira use the opportunity to push her.

Bang!! Bang!! Bang!!!

She fell on the floor with her ass and kira ran upstairs.

"Lady violent you will never be my mummy," she shouted.

She paused. " You ain't even smart, you got played by a 5 years old girl," she added and ran into her room bolting the door shut.

Arhh!!Arhh!!

Violent cussed and stood up.

"Gosh!! Kira is so dead," she took her luggage to Derek's room waiting patiently for him to return.

***

Olivia unlocked her phone going to the camera to check herself once again. She might not be recognized.

Her hair is no longer blonde but dark brown. She wore wig now. She don't have gray eyes anymore, she wear contacts now and it's soft pastel Hazel color.

Apart from her and eyes, she look like a model or beyond that. She spent quite a lot in her skin and now everything about her changed. She doesn't wanna be recognized easily.

She took a deep breath before opening the car door and stepped out closing it behind her, she went to the backseat and took out her luggage still holding her phone.

Yeah, she's finally back to City N

She took a good look at her environment before walking inside the house.

She close the door and threw her bag on the bed and then opened her phone and texted her friend Alvin she's already in City N.

She edited the text and press the send button.

Now she have to arrange the house and maybe see Alvin later in the day.

***

Derek shifted his gaze to the head accounting of his company, Lucas!!

"I specifically asked you to prepare the presentation by 10. Where is it? " he asked.

Lucas lowered his head and shifted in his seat uncomfortably and cleared his throat.

"Well.... I.... I am yet to give final touches," he said, his head still bow because he knew he was lying.

He was nowhere close to finishing the presentation and it's obvious from his face that was covered with beads of perspiration.

"Why haven't you done it yet? You had a whole week to work on it," Derek asked him in the calmest voice possible because apparently, the young man seating in front of him is already shaking and sweating.

"I.. was busy," he said and wiped the beads of perspiration off his forehead.

"Busy the whole week? What is more important than this presentation?

"My.. my girlfriend birthday. We .....

"Your girlfriend birthday for a whole week? Tha is a very junky excuse, Lucas," Derek glared and he murmured something under his breath.

"For God's sake Derek, didn't you receive my text messages?" A feminine voice came from the doorframe and Derek leaned back in his seat and watched as violent entered his office, her hands holding different shopping bags!!!

Great!! Typically Violet!!!!

"Violet why are you in my office?

"Derek, come on now, i came to see you. I haven't seen you in years," she said and flopped herself in the seat next to Derek.

Derek ordered Lucas to leave.

Immediately he left, Derek angled his neck to Violet.

"You haven't answer my question , what exactly are you doing in my office?" Derek asked and rubbed his temples in annoyance.

"Okay fine!!! Sorry i left without telling you," she whined!!!

"You left with a guy Violet," Derek said using his deadliest glare.

"Come on Derek, i was carried away besides you've been sleeping with different ladies when i left so that makes us even.

Derek nodded without saying anything further.

He was dumbstruck as violent undressed in his front.

He cleared his throat and began to speak, " You do know I'm in the office and busy right now?

"So? I miss you and i miss your touch," She said taking off her underwear seductively.

Derek crossed his arms. "Someone can walk in.

"Lock the door then," she purrs seductively and Derek groaned and stood up as he shut the glass door and walked over to her pulling her in for hot kiss immediately.

"Oh yeah baby....

She wrapped her hands around him and he pushed her to the wall.

She unzipped his trousers and brought out his d!ck..

"So do you still have to work or?" She teased as she stroked his d!ck.

Derek groaned slightly. "Just get on with it.

She took it in her mouth immediately and Derek held her hair tight as she bobbed on the d!ck like a professional.

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